User blog comment:Biggren/The Mice of Wintor/@comment-3094815-20161006001018/@comment-2246928-20170518195244

Somebeast else was breathing, though Camellie couldn't quite figure out where... then a stoat's ugly face appears, followed by his equally ugly stoat body, holding an even uglier spear made from something that may have once been classified as metal but was pretty much just a black formation of rust now. He pressed it against Camellie's belly and grinned little broken somethings that were definitely not teeth anymore regardless of where you were raised.